Santantonio
I swear that is what I hear when people say San Antonio. Running it together so fast, you know you heard San Antonio, but in reality it was some mishmash of Sanantonio-ese. Texans seem to talk slow, as most southerners do, but anytime they say a city, it comes out much faster than the rest of the sentence. Austin is Ahstn, Houston is Ustin, Amarillo strangely enough is Amarilla.
So I guess my theory doesn’t fit all the towns in Texas. But nevertheless, it fits Saint Tony’s namesake.
Saint Tony, patron saint of TexMex.
I am air bound that direction, and probably won’t eat a single bite of good TexMex. Which is a shame. Nothing beats a good plate of delicious spiciness. Except when it comes out.
That can hurt. Great spouts of fiery death. But sooooooooooooooo worth it.
